Can You Keep A Secret?

Spencer labled guys in three categories, players, nerds, and just flat out stupid. When One Direction move next door, she lables them under players. But what if her judgement was wrong? Once she tells them her darkest secrets, things go hectic. Can they keep a scecret, or will it spill all over the place?

12. California Moonlight

I slid my purple maxi dress over my naked body, straightened it out with my hands, then checked myself over. I kept my makeup look natural, with a red velvet lip. My dirt blonde hair was curled to perfection, and my nails were a daisy yellow. I nodded my head, satisfied with my look. I threw on my black ballet flats, and grabbed my black channel bag. I ran down the stairs, beyond excited for what Harry has planned. My parents were going to be gone for the weekend, so it was just me, Maria, and Stephen. Maria and Stephen were cuddled up on the couch, in front of our overly-large fireplace. Gosh they were cute together.

“Hey guys, I’m gonna head over to Harrys.” I yelled to them from the kitchen.

“Ok sis, just try not to get pregnant!” Stephen yelled teasingly. I grabbed at pillow from the old bench that sits by our door, and threw it at him.

“You jerk!” I yelled teasingly.

“Good luck!” Maria said, still laughing from when I threw the pillow at my *cough* idiot *cough* brother. I walked out the door, and closed it carefully behind me. I ran over to Harry’s house, excitedly. I need to calm down. I rang the doorbell, and I waited for Harry. Instead of Harry, the blonde hair, blue eyed Irish dude answered.

“Hey.” He said, awkwardly. I smiled.

“Hi, is Harry ready?” I asked. Niall looked distracted. I waved my hand in front of his face and he snapped out of his thought.

“Oh, erm yeah. I’ll, erm, go get him.” He said and ran up the stairs. I took a step inside, and looked around.

“Hey babe.” He said while coming down the stairs. I smiled, as I saw him come down. We walked outside, and I stopped, looked at him, then kissed him. He kissed back, and it was amazing. Nothing could ruin this moment. Under the starlight, it was perfect. I put my hands through his hair, and he hugged me tighter.

“GET A ROOM!” My brother yelled through a window. I pulled away instantly. I wanted to run over there and punch him in the face, but I had a better idea. I looked at Harry, and totally started making out with him. Harry knew what I was doing, so he did the same. I heard the window slam, so I pulled away. I grabbed his hand and laughed all the way to the car. We got into the car, and drove to the beach. We rocked out to Scream and Shout (by will.i.am) and just had a fun time. Once we showed up at the beach. I ran to the water and took off my shoes. I let the cold water touch my feet. I loved it. I grabbed Harrys hand, and we started walking along the shore. We talked and laughed, and just all around had a good time.

“Thank you Harry, for the amazing date.” I said with a smile. Harry smiled, and kissed me. We walked towards the car, in silence.

“Did you hear, that today was the 2 year anniversary of that—“

“Can we not talk about it?” I asked, cutting him off, rudely. He looked at me, with a puzzled expression.

“Why? Do you know what really happened, I mean, I just heard about it toda—“

“I said don’t talk about it!” I yelled. Harry looked hurt. I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry Harry; I just know more than I should about that night.” I said, apologetically.

“It’s OK.” He said with his amazing smile. I looked at him, and we kissed in the California moonlight.